And I'm Better Now...Part 3

Let's see....I left off yesterday with us heading to the caverns.

My mommy thoughts are this "It's a 45 minute drive to the caverns that is plenty of time for Little A to get a nap in so she can be rested for the caves." But what do I know about having a kid right....she doesn't need a nap....She's only saying "night night" and rubbing her eyes. But instead the SIL and her girlfriend decide they are going to ride with us and sit in the back seat with her. Hubs's family is loud, their inside voice is the rest of the worlds screaming voice in the middle of Time Square on New Year's Eve...really, they are that loud.

So Little A is sitting in her car seat staring at them. I'm not even sure she blinked. But she never did get to take a nap. When we got there they wanted to get yet another breakfast (these people also need to eat full meals about every hour and a half) so we went to the restaurant they have in the caverns and ordered food. Little A was eating off of Hubs's plate so I thought it was a wonderful time for me to run and use the ladies room while she wasn't paying attention.

WRONG.

Apparently in the 7 minutes it took me to get to the restroom, pee, wash my hands, and get back they finished eating Hubs had gone to use the restroom and the In Laws were trying to get Little A strapped into the hiking back pack. The child ha NEVER been in this thing before and she has 4 people she doesn't like surrounding her trying to put her in a contraption she has never seen before. She was screaming so loud she was purple. I sprinted across the restaurant back to my baby and grabbed her out of the back pack and yelled at the In Laws for being such idiots. I took Little A outside and got her calmed down and put her in the back pack myself. She went right in, with no trouble and then Hubs got her loaded up on his back to begin the journey down through the caves.

Little A fell asleep in the back pack about 5 minutes down the walk way which made the trip down almost enjoyable. Once we got down to the bottom Little A woke up and wanted me...well...I can't wear the back pack because it is just to big for me so I put on her sling and we walked the last 1.5 miles up hill. That was not enjoyable. She was kicking and grabbing and scratching, I was walking as fast as I could to get out of there. The rest of the crew was pissed because I wasn't looking around and taking in all the wonders of the cave. I bite my tongue and just kept walking.

We FINALLY got out of there and decided we should probably head home since it was almost 3:00. I was jumping up and down! HOME!!!!! Sweet home!!! Little did I know it was going to take 5 hours for a 3 hour trip. Only because they had to stop and eat....twice on the way home.

Once we got back to my wonderfully beautiful house I kissed the floor and everything that was right! I got Little A a bath and ready for bed when they decided we needed to eat dinner...again....I told them to go without me I was putting Little A to bed and just sitting for a bit. They threw a fit because that means they didn't get to spend as much time as they wanted with Little A and I very politely told them to get over it! She's still a baby...she still has a bed time...and a schedule that we try to keep because it works for us!

They decided we just just do more fast food but bring it home this time. They stayed here until about 11:30 before going back to the hotel and calling it a night.

Sunday morning they came over before 7:00 and asked why Little A wasn't awake yet....really, are you serious...and they were....so they went and woke her up. My skin was crawling. But they decided they were going to cook breakfast so I offered to run to the store to get everything we needed ( I really just needed an escape). I layed Little A down in her room about 9:30 before I left....I got back 20 minutes later and they had already gotten her back out of bed. She was crying and sitting under my computer desk but no one seemed to care that she was scared....they just kept doing things to scare her even more. I dropped the groceries and swooped up my poor baby.

While the SIL was cooking breakfast she made the biggest mistake of the weekend. Her words quoted for you guys...."a.l.b. I'm just going to say it because we have all discussed it but no one else has the guts to say it to you. You aren't a very good mom....you have to let her cry every now and then. And you kept her from us all weekend."

I went ape shit. No one comes in to my house, scares my kid and then calls me a bad mom. That's just not cool.

Now while I know and completely agree that I have to let Little A cry sometimes there are times I don't. When she gets hurt, when she is scared, and when we are in a public restaurant after 7:00 p.m. (I think it's kinda rude so I am going to do everything in my powers to make sure she is being good.)

After I went off on everyone for coming into MY house and scaring the living hell out of my child they decided it was probably a good idea if they leave that evening instead of he next morning. I didn't speak to them again.

When they left I was the happiest person ever. And then Hubs had the nerve to say "See honey, it wasn't all that bad." AND HE WAS SERIOUS! Now he is talking about taking 2 weeks leave to go back and visit his family....I told him to have fun I'd see him when he got back.

So, that was my weekend with the In Laws, and I never EVER want to have to deal with that again!

Thanks for sticking with my story! I know it was long and just a serious rant.....but I feel better now that I put it out there!

Oh, and after they got home and called to tell us so they also told me that they were going to be monitoring my eating habits because I was to small......I'm sorry....I eat 3 healthy meals a day with two snacks and go to the gym and work out 3 days a week. I can't do the whole eat fast food every couple of hours everyday for 4 days. I was so sick after that!

And I'm Better Now...Part 2

Ok, so where were we...oh yeah...enjoying the pool with Little A.


She was splashing and kicking and laughing and loving every minute of it...until....the FIL decided he wanted to get in with her too (she hates this man...really she does). The logical thing for him to have done was to walk in using the steps like a normal person. But no, he jumps cannon balls into the shallow end of the pool where she is playing. She went bat shit crazy. He splashed water all in her face and scared my poor baby half to death. I did everything in my mommy super powers to calm my child down...but she was done. She didn't want anywhere near that water or that man again.


I got her in her pack n play (which she hates more than life itself, I might add) and sound asleep when there is banging on my door at the hotel, which in turn wakes Little A up. I'm about 2 seconds from throwing someone off the balcony-really I am-but I got up and answered the door to see what in God's name these people wanted.


It was the lovely SIL telling me that they were ordering pizza next door and I needed to come eat once I got Little A to sleep. I gave her a big *F YOU* and shut the door. 2 hours later, around 11:00 p.m., I get Little A back to sleep (and don't ask where Hubs was when all this was going on because your guess is as good as mine) and went next door to get a slice of pizza before I passed out. But was there any pizza left for me when I got there....noooooooo....they ate it all. So for dinner Friday night I had a bag of Sun Chips and a Coke from the Vending machine. This trip was a FABULOUS idea! *insert sarcasm here*


Before everyone went to bed the ever so awesome FIL tells us we need to be downstairs for breakfast at 6:45 so we can leave by 7:15. I, in my very nicest tone of voice told him "I will be down there when Little A wakes up and is ready to go for the day." He did not like that answer...but I'm sorry...if we are going to be hiking all day she is getting whatever amount of sleep she wants before I get her ready for the day.


So I show up at breakfast the next morning at 8:00 with Hubs by my side. Everyone else was done and waiting...I may or may not have taken an extra 45 minutes to get ready on purpose. We, meaning they, decided that instead of going to the caves first thing that morning we would go to the Living Desert Zoo first. Awesome....something Little A might be able to enjoy! We get there at about 8:30 and I go to grab the stroller out of the car...it's a 2 mile hike around this place and I knew she wouldn't go to any one else besides me to carry. The In Laws folded my stroller back up and said we don't need that let's go. I should have listened to my mommy gut....it knows what it is talking about! 5 minutes into the hike FIL sees a wasp by the bobcat exhibit. Now before I go on, I thought it was common knowledge that when there is one wasp there is usually a hive nearby. I was mistaken on this little known fact because FIL swats the wasp with his hat and out come 45 more! I got stung 3 times...Little A got stung once....and Hubs got it worst of all with 11. I became completely livid at this point and began screaming at everyone. Little A is crying her eyes out, grabbing her leg and I am doing everything I can to make it not hurt. And while I am yelling and cussing at everyone for hurting my baby THIS little guy crawled across my foot.


I had the worst time EVER at this zoo. It could have been fun...really...to see all these native animals to the area in one place and random ones just walking around....but for 2 miles I had to deal with Little A clinging on for dear life because she thought something else was going to get her...all because FIL couldn't leave the wasp alone.

I was the first one back in to the building where they have an area for kids to pick up and touch all the old bull horns and fossils. She loved that. It was cool and she got to touch stuff without getting in trouble!

After we left there we headed to Carlsbad Caverns. But that will be Part 3 tomorrow....because my blood pressure is rising just telling you guys about this weekend! It still yet....only gets better.

And I'm Better Now...Part 1

The In Laws left a day early *insert happy dance* and I now have my house and my life back. I HATE not feeling in control and when they are around it is 100 % chaos.

Let's see here...where to begin. How about when they got here Thursday. They weren't supposed to be here until around 7:30 or 8:00 at the earliest. But that was not the case...the car pulled up at 5:15. Hubs of course is thrilled...Little A and I...not so much. They bring in tons and tons of toys. Things that make weird noises, things that sing, things that pop, movies, books, and tons and tons of clothes.

I had this genious plan to not open everything and then wrap some of it up for Christmas for her! I would have put there name on it....but she didn't need it all at one...it was just to much for a 15 month old. BUUUUUT as always my plan falls through when they open everyhting and give it to her all at once. By this point Little A is curled up in a ball on my lap because she isn't sure what to do. There are tons of people in our house, she doesn't know that all want her undivided attention.

They decided at 8:00 we should go get dinner. GREAT, Little A is beyond tired and doesn't want anything to do with anyone besides me. She wouldn't even go to Hubs because he was all about these crazy people that had envaded HER personal space. We went to a small Mexican Restraunt where I didn't even get to eat because Little A was glued to me, she wouldn't even sit in her chair because it was to close to people who were all over her. I was laughing on the inside It broke my heart for them.

Friday we headed out of this tiny town and went to Roswell, NM. Because you can't go to New Mexico and not learn all about the aliens....right? Luckily they had a kids zoo that was free so we walked around there and let Little A watch the animals. She still wouldn't go to anyone so I carried her around on my hipand laughed as she touched the deers nose and then I rushed her away to the nearest sink and washed her hands. After we went to the zoo we went to the UFO Research Museum. And while it was very interesting....it had nothing, and I mean NOTHING that could keep a child entertained. So Hubs paraphrased the entire place for me once we got back out to the car.

After leaving Roswell we headed down to Carlsbad, NM. We got a hotel for the night and then went to WalMart to get swim suits for us! They had an indoor pool...and I knew it would be the only time Little A had fun all weekend. She got one of those nifty ones where the life vest is built in and I had to go to the Little Girls department to find something that fit. Don't judge me! They only had 2XL bikinis left and I really wanted to swim with Little A. So I went and got an XL one piece from the girls department! Hubs got a pair of basketball shorts and we were back off to the hotel. We met the In Laws down by the pool and got in to enjoy the swimming.......

That is all for today...I will finish the rest of the story tomorrow. It is a nightmare from here on out.